I Neighbor Saw Me Naked [I Am Naked Right Now]
This was a while back and it was purely accidental. Now the family that lives next to us is a two parent, two children house. Since we butt up right against each other we tend to see into each others homes. Their bedrooms have a direct view into our walkway because we don't have blinds up. The windows are too far up and we just haven't gotten around to it.
One day I was trying on some clothes when the phone rang. I'd usually ignore it, but since my parents were coming home and they needed one of my sisters to pick them up I needed to answer. Panicking since I heard the ring so late, I ran out of my room. Being in the middle of changing I was lacking a bra and knickers, with some sweatpants on. On top of that the sweatpants I bought were two sizes to big, for sleeping, so while running they fell. I ran out of them to avoid being seen and with a slight glance outside I saw the mother looking in. I dove into the room and answered the phone.
The worse part of this whole experience was the call was a telemarketer. I looked out and she was still looking in, frozen in shock. I sat in that room for what felt like hours, till I saw her leave. With that I bolted out, phone in hand, and grabbed my pants on the way out. I was beet red after that, and made sure I always had my undergarments on.
(Your probably asking, "Robin why didn't you have your knickers on?" Well, since this was a brief phase of me not wearing underwear to bed, I wanted to see how they felt without them. That would also include a bra.)
One day I was trying on some clothes when the phone rang. I'd usually ignore it, but since my parents were coming home and they needed one of my sisters to pick them up I needed to answer. Panicking since I heard the ring so late, I ran out of my room. Being in the middle of changing I was lacking a bra and knickers, with some sweatpants on. On top of that the sweatpants I bought were two sizes to big, for sleeping, so while running they fell. I ran out of them to avoid being seen and with a slight glance outside I saw the mother looking in. I dove into the room and answered the phone.
The worse part of this whole experience was the call was a telemarketer. I looked out and she was still looking in, frozen in shock. I sat in that room for what felt like hours, till I saw her leave. With that I bolted out, phone in hand, and grabbed my pants on the way out. I was beet red after that, and made sure I always had my undergarments on.
(Your probably asking, "Robin why didn't you have your knickers on?" Well, since this was a brief phase of me not wearing underwear to bed, I wanted to see how they felt without them. That would also include a bra.)